Soon we were on our way out of Takengon.
Compared to the journey up the previous day, I paid more attention to the scene around...
I realised there's coffee plants most of the way up (or down at this point)...
This gate marks that we are entering a different district... different but still considered within the highlands of the native Gayo people...
There were parts were the road is very bad...
Looking at the coffee plants offer respite when the winding road became too weary.
Plateus such as this made us forget we were still 3,000 feet or so above sea level.
Then there's people on bikes making us feel as if we were on low ground...
Of course there's still the bad parts to put things in perspective...
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